Roland: Hey, Johnny. I heard the news. Boy, we are really going to miss Moira tonight at the annual Mayor's Roast. I was looking forward to getting scorched.
Johnny: Oh yeah, well, she's gonna miss it, too.
Roland: Yeah, I mean, when she starts going off, oh my God, you better have the burn unit on speed dial. I mean, get the fire extinguishers ready, because she is just slinging heat! Which ultimately becomes fire.
Johnny: Yeah, I get it, I get it. She can, she can be funny on occasion.